Today I’m headed back home, after visiting the folks for Thanksgiving…

I have appointments and errands this week. As much as I love spending time with my family, there’s also a sense of relief once I’m back in my own little sanctuary, especially sleeping in my own bed.

My youngest sister told me that after my visits, when I’ve left, our mother goes to her room and cries. Why did she have to tell me this ? I wish I didn’t know. 😞